Won t be a sin

I don’t wanna say
This bad word
But I desire it as nothing
In our world.

Let me say it in the foreign:
F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!
Friends and parents won’t catch me.
That’s my luck!

That’s not native. I can say it
Won’t be a sin.
It’s the most pleasant anger
I’ve ever seen.


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here it your last poem...
no place to write new retsky - i'm misery...
oh, wonderful Ann M!!!
write down a new poem or any history!

you here are necessary!
come more often! :)

good luck!

:)

Криспи   06.03.2007 14:34     Заявить о нарушении
don't be sorry 'cause it's not the end of the world;)
I now understand that there are a lot of my very silly (if not stupid) poems, and I don't want the number of them to grow;)
that's why I think I quit writing poems. maybe someday when I'll be more experienced thinking person of 50 years...:) but I can't promise anything)
sincerely,
em

Аннет Эм   06.03.2007 18:49   Заявить о нарушении
and nevertheless it's a pity... :)

Криспи   07.03.2007 09:35   Заявить о нарушении
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